Domination phone sex for the holidays? Is that what you are grateful for this year? My stepson is never grateful for me. I am the devil in his eyes. I am just the ginger whore who stole his father from his mother. I try to be nice to him. I have been nothing but good to the boy. Doesn’t matter. I will always be the red-headed slut who broke up his family. His father is out of town for a few days. Ever since he left, my stepson has been holding me captive in the basement. I got no food or water for three days. I was blindfolded, strapped up to the rafters and beaten. I had to piss on the floor. Shit too. He whipped me, punched me, fucked me too. I was passed out sometimes from dehydration and exhaustion. That didn’t stop the ass rape porn. My stepson abuses me almost to the point of killing me, but he stops himself because he knows his dad would kill him. I don’t tell my husband about his stepson’s abuse because I have come between them enough. I just take the beating and force fucking like a good little whore.
Tag: Taboo phone sex
Thankful for Domination Phone Sex
Fantasy Phone Sex Murdering A Whore
You call the fantasy phone sex lines because there is that deep dark murder fantasy you can’t keep off your mind. I bet you will be fucking some random bitch and the images and feelings flash through that brain of yours and all you need to do to get off is to feel the bitch die with your dick in her. You want to smother some dumb cunt and not have to have her looking at you as you pound yourself into orgasm in one of her used up fuck holes. I’m still tight daddy and I know that dark fantasy of yours will make me nothing more than fertilizer for the garden. I’m the one that you come to and need to hurt because I’m such a sexy cunt.
We killed a junkie whore
We killed a junkie whore last night and I loved it. This stupid bitch named Billie Joe was out selling her fuck holes for meth so I stopped her and told her she could come back to my place and get comfortable for a while. I dated her brother so she trusted me, hell she thought we were friends even tho I can’t stand her stupid junkie ass. She’s nothing but a liar and a thief and I can’t stand that shit. Anyway, we tied that whore up and waited until she was sober enough to feel everything we did to her. Then we cut her, forced fucked her, split her in two, it was glorious. She screamed and cried the whole time asking me how I could do this to her and begging us to let her go but we just continued to torture her stupid ass until she was finally dead. Honestly that is what we should do with all junkie whores like that, they are worthless drains on us all.
Violent Phone Sex Memories
I am no stranger to violent phone sex fantasies. Men have been hurting me all my life. My caller last night wanted me to go back into my past to talk about my daddy issues. He wanted to hear about painful memories. I am a submissive slut, so I sucked up my personal pain to tell my caller what he wanted. One of my earliest memories of my father was not long after my mother left us for another man. Daddy had some friends over. They were drinking and playing poker. I had gone to bed. I woke up when I heard my bedroom door bust open. Daddy and his friends came into my room. I could smell the whiskey on their breath. I was scared. Even at that young of an age, I knew a bunch of grown men standing around my bed was not a good thing. I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. I asked daddy what was going on. He ripped my clothes off, shoved a washcloth in my mouth and invited his friends to fuck me. I now know it was a gangbang rape porn. I cried, screamed and fought as drunk old men pushed their cocks into my tiny pussy. It seemed like it went on for hours. It probably did. When they left, I was messy. Their cum was oozing out of me, along with lots of blood. I was so sore. I tried to pee, and it burned. I washed myself up, changed my sheets and cried in bed all alone. From that day on, I was just daddy’s fucking whore. It was the night that began my life as daddy’s little subby bitch. I may have left my father, but I am still a subby bitch. Just now, I like being used by groups of men.
Darkness falls on the swamp
It’s dark out tonight without even a glimpse of the moon through the fog. The perfect night for hunting in the swamps. Teenagers come to fuck in the darkness. They don’t notice that I’m right here, watching them, and waiting. It’s so easy. Wait until the little fucker is busting a nut in his whore. Grab the car door and they are mine. Unless the guy is worthy, he just becomes gator food. If he screams like a BITCH. Then I feed him to them alive. I keep the pretty little whores. All soft and smelling like a cum dumpster, she will amuse me for hours. Tonight, I have a special male friend waiting for her. He has a craving for flesh. Nothing better than a Louisiana BBQ. Rub her with oil and throw on some Cajun seasoning. My pussy drools just thinking about it. Care to join me on a little hunting trip tonight? I have a craving for some fresh meat.
Accomplice Phone Sex
I love being an accomplice phone sex partner. Guys want me too as their partner because I have no limits. I lack empathy or remorse, which makes me the perfect killing and kidnapping machine. This guy I know is a big wig in the sex trade. He contracts with me occasionally to procure him some young talent. He pays well, so I don’t mind freelancing as a sex trader. I went to Chuck E Cheese and took twin girls. They were not being watched properly. Their babysitter was flirting with a young guy and her charges wandered off and found some danger. I drugged them once at my car then drove them straight to their new life of hell. My friend was extremely impressed. These twin girls were so young, he could get double the normal price. Plus, they were little white girls in pristine condition. Princesses, not illegal or ethnic ghetto trash. Most of the girls he deals with are illegal brats smuggled into the US that no one will miss or the white trash brats of strippers and whores or junkies. These angels were like the fuck trophies of the Hollywood elite. He planned to auction off their virginity to the highest bidder first, then sell them to who ever paid the most to have them. I knew these girls’ lives were about to forever change from one of privilege to one of fear and fucking. But that is not my worry. I got paid. Plus, I hate little brats.
He beat me black and blue
He’s beaten my face black and blue as a true submissive whore, the camera is still filming me crying as he brings his fist back again to the back of my head, ripping out a chunk of my hair this time. I am crying but it’s pointless because I am his breeding whore to do whatever he wants with, his submissive fucking slut to abuse like the piece of shit I know I am. He’s got me tied up, tightly bound so I can’t fight against him – he wants me in the most pain as possible. He loves seeing me suffer, he loves taking out all his anger on me and letting his friends use me too. His friend has his cock down my throat and I feel myself start to gag violently on his dick, I am choking on my snot from crying too, and this only makes him more turned on so he’s fucking my mouth while the other guy is pumping into my pussy that swollen cock feels like it’s ready to burst. His balls slapping against my ass and the others in my face I know he’s about to fill my cunt with his babybatter. As soon as he blows his load in my pussy he’s moving to my ass and slapping me in the face calling me a stupid fucking bitch. The one who was just in my mouth goes straight to my pussy making sure he gets his load of cum in me too, I am being told now that I must beg for it. So there I am, crying and whimpering and begging for a huge load of cum to fill me up already feeling the warm load in my pussy. Once they’re done using me like a sex slave and breeding whore I am tied to the chair as they start up a machine… the sound is so familiar but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Suddenly the pain I feel on my breast soon tells me this a tattoo gun and he’s writing “submissive whore” on my left tit. This makes me hysterical but he’s far from done. It takes hours but he ends up tattooing all over my body, “breeding whore, cum dumpster, bitch, slave, stupid slut, fucktoy.” my body is bloody and bruised but I am his piece of art. He and his friends spit on me before they go, then cover my ruined body in their warm piss. They leave me tied up, helpless so they can use me again later if they want….they’re just trying to make an army of stupid sluts just like me to abuse and I am the vessel, the breeding whore that will give this to them.
Medical Fetish Phone Sex Torture
He wanted medical fetish phone sex. I thought maybe that just meant some demented gynecologist fun. Guys love to mutilate and abuse a woman’s private parts. Not sure why, but they do. I was sitting on a table with my legs in the stirrups waiting for the speculum to crank my cunt open. That didn’t happen. What did happen was an electric taser was shoved up my pussy. He shocked my internal girl parts. I was convulsing and going into shock. He just turned up the voltage. I could smell my flesh burning. I was cooking from the inside out. He said it was forced sterilization because a stupid whore like me should not be allowed to reproduce. The pain was beyond anything I felt before. Smoke was coming out of my cunt. My flesh was charred. His cock was hard from my pain. He wanted to fuck my sterile cunt. He wanted to see if the sterilization worked. He fucked my burnt cunt for like 5 minutes before cumming. It felt like an eternity because I was so sore. I have no doubt he permanently sterilized me. My pussy is still in pain.
Daddy’s Accomplice
As a submissive whore to my daddy, when he suggested that we go looking for some new little trainees I was sure to oblige. I love my daddy and live to please him. We went to a park in a neighboring town and waited. Soon the playgrounds were full of sweet young things. As their mothers or nannies chatted amongst themselves it was easy to distract a little one. Daddy had his eye on this cute little blonde hair blue eyed darling. I put myself in a position to quickly grab her and hurried towards daddy’s van. No one noticed we took her, and we drove off to daddy’s workshop. Once there I could see daddy was going to have his way with her and that she probably would not survive the night. Sometimes daddy just can not help himself and gets too aggressive. I helped daddy by holding her down and he tore into her tight little pussy destroying it. Not quite done he flipped her over and started pounding her little brown hole. He grabbed her little neck and tightened his grip with every pound. Soon I could see she was no longer fighting and laying there lifeless. That didn’t stop daddy and he turned her over and opened her mouth and proceeded to throat fuck her little dead body until he shot his load all over her. He then smiled, cleaned himself up and went to get himself a beer. Being the little whore I am, I took the little limp body to dispose of it, but not until after I licked my daddy’s cum off of her body.
Torture Sex Death
It was a torture sex night for me. I was not prepared for it. I was out dancing with girlfriends. I hooked up with this guy who told me to call an Uber when we were done fucking. He said he doesn’t drive trash home. I was embarrassed and humiliated, so I left. I called the Uber, but I got in the wrong car. Boy, was it the wrong car. He had a fake Uber decal. I never paid attention to what my driver looked like or what car he was driving. This poser drove me to some underground club. He pulled me out of the back of his car kicking and screaming. We were soon inside some dark club. It was a BDSM looking place. It was far more sinister than BDSM, however. This was some sort of torture chamber. As he dragged me downstairs and through hallways, I heard screams. I got glimpses of women being tortured and mutilated. The driver got to a room, knocked then handed me over to another man in exchange for money. He was just the wrangler. This tall handsome man looked me up and down, then strapped me to a table. I saw all the medical instruments next to me on a little metal tray. He started to cut my flesh and peel back layers of my skin. He branded me too with his initials like some cult leader. He fucked me while pouring acid on my tits. My screams of agonizing pain made his cock harder. He started stabbing my big fake boobs as he fucked my ass. My blood made him harder too. I was in pain, crying, screaming and he just kept fucking the shit out of me. The more I cried, bled and screamed, the harder he fucked me. The fake Uber driver drove me to my death.